Crash.

A gentle breeze wailed and roared, and the entire wreckage dissipated with the wind.

Jiaxia.

Sunflower Dynasty.

Everyone fully understood that stubborn man seeking the Dao, aspiring to the goodness of the common people in that era, pushing forward in the Sunflower Era.

Just like a beautiful Garden of Truth...

Many people took a deep breath, feeling the heavy burden on their shoulders.

Professor Naxika's face turned pale, "We cannot, even tens of thousands of years ago, alter the destiny of the Immortal Ancestor's fall! Yet although the Immortal Ancestor still fell, it gave us another hope..."

"We must win this war..."

She continued facing the fierce wind, lying on a high mountain, writing intensely, compiling the "Chronicles of the Mayan Civilization."

Although this was no longer the era of the Mayan Civilization, the history was still recorded from the perspective of the Mayan Civilization.

Everyone knew that this war could absolutely not be lost.

Bailong Immortal Ancestor initiated the final horn of the decisive battle with his own falling, and their Mayan Civilization, after delaying the decisive day for so long, now completely arrived.

"Kill!"

Emperor Lianna, holding a long spear, with crystalline parasitic beast wings behind her, charged at the enemy.

Crack!

A flash of lightning crossed the misty sky.

Thunderstorm pierced the eerie silence.

Numerous Perfect True Gods of the Fourth Realm fought fiercely, countless wreckage fell.

The Mayan Civilization including the Atlantis mages, Shushan Land, these years' accumulated civilizations and the common people fell massively, while the gods of the enemy's Moon Nest Dark Titan Kingdom were rapidly decreasing too.

The common people continued the fierce battle.

The entire land was stained with blood.

Sobs, anger, roars, everyone was ignited with fury, with ferocious expressions charging forward to kill.

"We continue to join forces to kill the traitor who defied the Immortal Dao and is dubbed the Earth Immortal Ancestor."

Emperor Hongqi spoke blandly in the high sky, "Actually secretly contacted the enemy, betrayed the faith."

Different from the Immortal Dao.

They cultivate Martial Dao, bodies are as snails, they are restful soil, can enlarge by division, compensate for advantages.

Although the current physique is far less than ordinary size, it is also the size of normal children, when joined, within the same realm, can easily suppress the opponent.

This moment, this person is covered in scars, killing the opponent is just a matter of time.

"Obviously, the White Emperor has already made the last step for us, one person dragging those three monsters to a burial, we crush their battle power, if this last half-step Divinity Transformation powerhouse can't be solved even when joined forces, isn't it ridiculous—"

Emperor Liu's voice just fell, but he gradually started becoming stupefied.

He was terrified to discover that amidst the storm stained with blood throughout, a heavily wounded figure was slowly walking out.

"You didn't die under the Immortal Ancestor's hand?" Hongqi's expression changed drastically.

That animal-like shadow creature, its whole body shattered, half of its skull was left, slowly opened its mouth to say: "He's ultimately too old, underestimated our resolve, he can sacrifice himself, why can't we? The remaining two protected me, and now they have already perished."

Everyone gazed at him.

"It's a pity, you are already a strong bowstring's end." Liu Luo sneered, proud, "I haven't eaten a big character from Divinity Transformation Realm. Although you just broke through, condensed space..."

"Hehehe." The shadow couldn't help but laugh, "The three of us came with the intention of mutual destruction, without any loss or joy."

"Now, it's still very easy for you to kill me. Initially, we slaughtered the Immortal Ancestor, thinking the internal agent of Dao's Immortal would help us settle everything, didn't expect you natives of the Mayan Civilization to advance so much in a short time. Wondering what place you went to retreat and practice, to be able to easily team up and kill him."

"It's a pity..."

He looked through the distant mist, "We still have the last resort."

"Eternal Immortal Hall!"

He murmured, unfolding his palm, a delicate black palace floated in mid-air, "Summon the Divine Hall of Ancient Gods ruling the past, between flesh and blood."

"Yes, Bailong Immortal Ancestor was right..."

"You have no hope, everything is predestined destiny, no matter how he wants to exert all, can't change the destiny."

Boom!

Circles of pitch-black demonic qi spread, seemingly gathering the endless surrounding fog.

Howling wind roared!

The extensive mist covering the land quickly gathered.

The entire Earth seemed to transform into a rainy morning, with air incredibly clear.

"What about the mist?!!"

Everyone faintly felt strong unease.

The overwhelming black mist unexpectedly condensed into an elegant, terrifying elongated shadow, gradually descending from the sky, behind it was the endless starry Milky Way that couldn't be seen since the mist was born.

"Descend! Descend!! Descend!!! Master of Demon Spirits, Annecy is His Majesty Moore!!"

That near-dead figure was fervently speaking, uttering ancient cosmic language not belonging to this planet, seemingly a roar of some unknown prehistoric beast, giving a huge sense of unease.

Rumble!

The mist swept, transformed into a boundless virtual shadow mist attack.

"With me as the body, descend! The mist is my master's blood mist! With Divine Blood gifted to offspring, giving birth to the commonality, if gathered with blood, then it might—" The enormous mist corroded his whole body, the wind howled, rapidly transformed into a skeleton.

An ancient existence of immense pressure slowly descended upon this world.

Twisted, disgusting, countless muscle tumors covered the skin, like an ugly fish-human creature in the deep sea, slowly crawling out from the mucous, carrying the icy, evil atmosphere of the ancient cosmos.

"Ge..li...gulu..."

This figure, seemingly without intellect, only retained some residual thoughts, but the pressure given to everyone was unbelievably immense!

Even if the opponent was merely possessing, even only the Fifth Realm, they weren't opponents in the same realm.

"Great Ancient Demon God, you finally descended!" The Earth Immortal Ancestor frantically besieged, scrambled and crawled to its feet.

Bang.

The next second, the smile of that middle-aged man with Immortal demeanor solidified on his face, as if countless threads sliced him, instantly disintegrated into a mess.

"Xia...Xia...Offspring...Dead...."

That figure, fragmented consciousness still issued fragmented thoughts.

It tread on the bones beneath its feet, seemingly left with only instinct,

"You...abandoned me...."

"Chosen...others...Betrayed...."

This was after all just a portion of the mist gathered power, lacking the intelligence consciousness of the main body's remnants, for even the main body almost lost itself.

But despite this, it remembered its deep-seated hatred towards Jiaxia.

"Is this a remnant thought of Ancient Gods and Demons?"

"Killed by Jiaxia's ancient taboo existence, just a mere residual thought, and still..."

"Even remaining consciousness could feel such extreme hatred!"

...

Everyone was dumbfounded, revealing expressions of "so it was."

Yet Fu Qingjun was left utterly flabbergasted!

At that moment, he finally understood why the alien being in the mist would agree with the obviously ridiculous desk flood, even thinking themselves as natives of this planet.

Because, that remnant, really knew Jiaxia, and was killed by Jiaxia...

"Unexpectedly It's you, Jiaxia, my strongest SSR hero card. You led the aliens to Earth?"

Fu Qingjun's heart couldn't help but sink.

From this trouble-making ability, indeed lived up to my strong expectations for you, however...

Despite having all kinds of psychological preparation, knowing even the era heroes like Mo Luo ruling hundreds of billions of people were insidious and treacherous, with back-ups continuously, such ancient existences, how could they not leave behind back-ups?

How could he easily overthrow them?

But ultimately still far more terrifying than anticipated!

The aura before him was overwhelming, and he only had people like Lianna under him, can he really win? Perhaps it was already a certain death scenario.

"There's no hope, how can there be a miracle."

Professor Naxika saw this scene, revealed an incredulous despair, muttering while gazing at the black cosmic deity in the sky, "This is actually the destined fate in history, we return to the past, can change nothing."

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